1 God in his earthly temple lays
Foundations for his heav’nly praise:
He likes the tents of Jacob well,
But still in Zion loves to dwell.

2 His mercy visits ev'ry house,
That pay their night and morning vows;
But makes a more delightful stay,
Where churches meet to praise and pray.

3 What glories were describ'd of old?
What wonders are in Zion told?
Thou city of our God below,
Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know.

4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew,
Shall there begin their lives anew:
Angels and men shall join to sing
The hill where living waters spring.

5 When God makes up his last account
Of natives in his holy mount,
’Twill be an honour to appear
As one new born, and nourish'd there!